Race's good friend Wendy Smith came by the morning he went into the MTC to say good bye.
Looking like a missionary with a part in the hair!
We stayed at our good friends the Johnson's (our neighbors from days gone by). They treated us like royalty and it was fun to spend time with them. They were impressed with Race and his maturity. With the rule changes at the MTC we didn't even have to put on Sunday clothes. We pulled up in front, dad got out the luggage, a nice man was going in and grabbed Race and luggage and off they went. We got a quick hug - no tears and he was gone. Crazy!